Meikyuu Toshi no Antique Shop

I kept running down the rainy night lane with Cantera, but I never saw Anemone.

Off the road and step into the woods without hesitation.

I know more or less the terrain around here.

It's a little dangerous, but I could have gotten ahead of it by taking a shortcut through this beast path.

Even if you went somewhere wrong with her, it's the same place to get there. You can ambush him at the main entrance.

I couldn't have let the current anemone go to the dungeon.

Because if I let you go, you will never come back to earth.

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"... where are we going?

Fujiwara casts a cantera and asks.

The sound of metal rubbing all over the rain is approaching.

I guess I never thought I was ahead of you. An anemone emerged from the darkness, loosening her steps.

"I'm going to help my brother... I have to go help him..."

Growling so like a rumor, 'Resurrection Cane' is firmly held in her hand.

But that's all I have.

They don't even have lights, and on the contrary, they even leave bags (napzaks) and swords in the store.

"Using that wand doesn't work, does it?

"I don't know unless I try... I can't give up before I use it..."

"The Staff of Resurrection" is absolutely ineffective.

But how overlapping that explanation is, it won't reach her ears. Perhaps in the present state, you won't be convinced of the effect with your own eyes until you confirm it.

"Then shouldn't we get fit and ready before we head out? You're going to the dungeon, right? Up to the fourteenth basement?

"... no problem"

Fujiwara thought it might be a big problem.

There was no way I could get into a dungeon with that gear.

Even the fifth basement floor is difficult to reach without minimal water and food.

Now she clearly lacks judgment. There was no mistake that he was in a state of mind that was unlikely to be very complete.

Anemone said she had just returned from the dungeon in the first place. After a harsh search, you should be quite tired. Probably full of moving around with armor on.

Proof above all that I was able to catch up with her on Fujiwara's feet.

Otherwise, even if she had used shortcuts, there was no way she could catch up with herself without leaving the store.

"Step aside."

But when she comes straight, she pushes forcefully away and tries to get through.

Fujiwara pretends to be careless and clear her way, hooking her legs.

The attempt was a light success and she collapsed and fell.

"Excuse me," he said, turning on top of it, placing his own knees on both arms of her steel, sealing his movements. "Come on... do what?

"Let's do this, Mr. Anemone," Fujiwara smiles and talks. "If you can jump me, you can go to the dungeon."

"What do you mean...?

"You're trying to save your brother, aren't you? If that word has no lies, it will come in perfect physical condition, won't it?

"Damn......"

"It shouldn't be a major obstacle to me."

Fujiwara is powerless. I don't have any fighting experience.

On the contrary, Anemone seemed to have a martial arts savvy, and most importantly, he has the protection to jump dozens of times his physical abilities.

But the overwhelming difference in force that is supposed to exist no longer exists here.

She couldn't help but get out of this situation easily.

"Let go... Let go..."

……

Fujiwara puts her finger in the throat of her armor and removes the clasp.

Then I let him take off his helmet without question.

Her appearance to be revealed.

The skin, which should be as smooth as pottery, was very bloody and earthy. My cheeks are pouring and my lips, which should be rosy red, are purple. The under-eye bears are dark and dark.

It is only obvious at first glance that you are not feeling well.

But most of all, it's magic.

If it were normal time, there would be enough to call her body an anomaly, and it should be overflowing, which is now like a burning fire.

It's breaking up. That shows that she is on the verge of debilitation.

"Hey. Since when the hell have you not eaten?

"Knock..."

"When did you sleep properly?

"Out of the way..."

"I don't have enough magic in my blood, and my protection isn't working properly. So I can't do anything about it."

"I'll kill you..."

"If you go into the dungeon like this, you will definitely die."

"I don't care...!

My head poke flew in.

Her forehead hits her glasses with a vertical crack around the right edge of her vision.

"... my brother was... a knight without a neck (Durahan)...! 'Painful' as you wave your sword...! 'Help me' to me... I was groaning...!

Anemone stares and barks at this one.

She was no longer left with much physical strength or anything, she was supposed to be in a state of screaming from all over her body, but still, she also shakes her body like she hates it and resists.

"Is that why you despaired, and it doesn't matter? Are you going to throw everything out? So, brothers and sisters, are you going to be friendly undead?

"No!"

"Isn't it suicidal not to have food, forget your sword, get tired, cut off weak, and head to the dungeon in that state?

"-! Chi, no!

Anemone gets stuck in words for a moment but still denies it.

"Wow... I am... properly..."

Anemone desperately tries to argue.

But the words don't come out.

Naturally.

She must know somewhere herself.

"The Staff of Resurrection" can't bring my brother back to life.

Even if you go to the dungeon like this, there's no way you can reach the fourteenth basement.

And I don't know how I can help my brother.

So I'm just letting myself be emotional and acting on the spot I came up with.

That doesn't make a big difference to the waste of children.

"Properly...... what is it?

"Honey... just... just... just... just... just..."

Her unspoken words gradually turn into whimpers.

Fujiwara sighed and stood up with bad aftertaste to free Anemone. It was a terrible hand, but I couldn't help it. There was no other way. To stop her, remind her of its shallowness, besides frustrating her will.

I am not going to let those who are going to die go to the dungeon.

That's not where you go to give up your life.

It's a place where you put your life on the line to get something.

And Anemone cried out like a child as it rained.

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"Go ahead."

Fujiwara gently placed the mug on the table.

Since then, I have managed to take Anemone, who does not move while drooling, back to the days of the Good Old Mages.

She sat on the couch, her back rounded and wrapped around a blanket. I guess I'm also tired in the dungeon, I'm in a neat state of departure.

As prompted, Anemone reached for the mug.

Then take just one sip, then breathe more.

What I prepared for her was a hot drink made of wine pulled from her master's collection. It was a drink that my master used to make me when I caught a cold a long time ago, with cloves and thickly chopped sweet oranges (oranges) and a pot of warm alcohol and plenty of honey.

Anemone snorts.

I told him to whine staring at the contents of the mug.

"My brother and I were close... we used to play sword arch..."

The voice was still sinking a little, but unlike how I couldn't afford to be driven by earlier impatience, I feel calm. I didn't think I'd have to worry about acting with the same momentum as I did earlier.

"He was a kind and strong man. I never lost to my brother. My brother let me win any time."

"Really?"

"I missed it a little..."

Fujiwara doesn't know who her brother Lord Adonis is. So I don't even know what the brothers and sisters' timing was like between them.

I just know that Anemone admired him strongly. It came to this labyrinth city, and her own actions of diving into a single dungeon proved it.

"Unfortunately, whatever items you use in this store will not bring your brother back to life"

……

Anemone stops moving with her mouth on the mug.

I just never got as upset as I did earlier, or denied my voice absurdly.

So Fujiwara goes on.

"But I think we can save the soul that became the undead monster."

"... what can I do?" Anemone looks up and asks.

"There will be no other way to save them than to completely extinguish the crease of flesh or purify their souls"

The latter 'purification' is a way of working directly on the cursed soul and forcing it to ascend. I just need to get into the temple and learn how to pray for this.

That's why it would be better for her.

"... you mean defeat it?

"Yeah. That's the surest way to get your brother to sleep in peace. It's just not easy for a knight without a neck (Durahan) to be his opponent. You will need a weapon of holy attributes."

A weapon of holy attributes is a grant tool that can deal additional damage directly to the cursed soul of an undead monster.

This also allows for the ineffective (or totally ineffective) spiritual presence of physical attacks - attacks on those without flesh.

"With that, can we also cross with the Grieving Spirits (Reis)?

"Yep. If it's of good quality, you'll be able to defeat it in one swing"

What Anemone is talking about are the countless spirits who are on the fourteenth basement.

Originally, they had no enemy allies and just continued their never-ending battle, but now they're being taken in as part of the Expeditionary Army.

Each and every one of them wasn't that much trouble, but if it were to deal with all of them, it wouldn't be someone very much in one's hands.

If it were to attack the Expeditionary Army and 'save' her brother, it would be the biggest difficulty.

"However, unfortunately, this store is not in stock"

"Really?

"You probably won't look anywhere in this labyrinth city. I don't know if I can get it if I cross the ocean to another country."

"Why?

"Because I sold it to fly because of The Hundred Nights (Pandemonium). Even the low-quality ones are traded at foolish prices."

I have also heard that that is why 'unions (guilds)' in this labyrinth city cannot reconstitute crusaders forever. There are also rumors that the 'Chamber of Commerce' is using umbrellas to carry out the buyout.

So it won't come into circulation just waiting like this.

"If you're going to get..."

"Yeah, I'm going to arrange it"

I was only getting a little more alive in Anemone's eyes.

Maybe it's because I see what I can do for him, even if I can't bring my brother back to life.

"But you can't just save your brother."

……

"It's an expeditionary army. It's not personal."

Anemone stares blurry inside the mug without saying anything.

Perhaps you're still going to fight alone.

Unless this problem is solved, she will no longer be a substitute for going on another reckless quest ready to die.

So Fujiwara decided once again to make the same proposal she had once been refused.

"So you should make friends. I don't think we can do anything about it, but it's impossible to solve it alone. We should start there."

There are people in this Labyrinth City who can help us. That's what Fujiwara once learned through himself.

Above all, the collaborators should have been able to gather more than many of the Seekers wanted to do something about the Expeditionary Army and the Hundred Nights.

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But Anemone stays on his knees.

He ties his mouth firmly to devour his teeth and stares at the mug.

He was making me hold that hand strong.

"... there's no way I can"

"Why not?

"Why do you think I've been hiding myself with armor or hiding my name? Because I am a member of the expedition. There's no way I can do that if I'm resented."

……

Fujiwara was also aware of why Anemone was hiding her identity.

Indeed, if she exposes herself and reveals her origins, some may hold mysterious grudges. I could not deny the possibility of anyone throwing a stone at her coming out.

Either way, it's up to you not to make friends.

Fujiwara can help, but she can't force herself.

I just wanted to tell you this.

But still, at least I'm on your side.

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Anemone looks up and looks at this one.

"I'll treat you at any time, I'll prepare you a warm drink, and I'm going to stop you again if you try to do something unscrupulous"

She looked stuck in words.

It raises troublesome surprises and questions.

"Why would you... give me... that much?

"Because I'm a friend. You're not just a customer of mine anymore."

I'm not lying.

That's Fujiwara's untrue feelings.

"Oh no... such an unsolicited thing..."

Anemone let her eyes wander.

It also looks like it has no heart or a red tide.

And I narrow my shoulders, and I lean down.

I wanted you to give me a break because it lights up a little this way when you react like that.

I don't think she could have gotten back on her feet. But he seemed to cheer me up a little bit, relieved.

Her appetite should be back soon.

It would be a little short of the usual biscuits to serve at that time, so it would be time to prepare something to eat.

It was almost at the same time that Fujiwara stood up and Anemone rattled her stomach.

The rain outside the window seemed to have stopped at some point.

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Identification Card: Resurrection Cane (Wand of Lisa Collection) (Luxury)

Thou shalt tell the wandering Seeker, offer nine thousand and twelve drops, and let the world breathe, and let it pulse, and give it slight heat, and ask his name, as the Holy Grail of Felidea.

This item is said to be one of the failures made by one of the good old magicians, Zelpet of Yellow Springs, in the course of his research to bring his beloved lover back to life.

As its name suggests, it stops breathing and wakes up the cold flesh, again - the point is that it can exercise what should also be the ultimate magic that can 'revive the dead'.

... might be a bit daunting. Because it is a relatively accessible substitute if you proceed to the deep hierarchy of the dungeon, and its effect is not significantly different from the prayer technique of "resurrection" performed by the priest in a temple or institution.

Above all, successful resuscitation requires the following conditions to be fulfilled:

"The presence of the dead on the spot," "After death, within about a day," and "Removing the cause of death". If we don't have all three of the above, it won't work.

It also has no effect on those who have died from aging or incurable diseases, or who have suffered more physical damage than they can cure (it is also technically possible to temporarily bring them back to life). It also has no effect if it is undead monstered by necromancy, which can cause the flesh to ash and extinguish.

I would like to draw your further attention.

'Resurrection' is an act of exerting a strong load on the body and soul. It can result in severe physical impairment, confusion of memory, and personality changes to the target audience. Success will require a period of sufficient rest to resume daily life.

Assuming it fails, it is possible to attempt 'resuscitation' in a row, but be aware that the load may become unbearable and the flesh may ignite, inflame, or ash.

All you can do now will no longer be arranging funerals and praying for the blessings of the dead.

For the good old magicians, The Resurrection of the Dead was one of the great propositions, but there were not countless examples of success in this.

Zelpet, the maker of the wand, also dawned on research and seems to have made a trial and error, but in the end he gave up and later turned to a Necromancer (Necromancer), turning his lover's remains into raw meat automatic dolls (Fresh Golem).

'Death' is such an absolute dish that it cannot even be overshadowed by the great magicians.